12:26. We left Arantza (Alta Navarra) behind in the car. The hours spent on it do not reach a full day. The hours spent in the building seem to be a thousand. There the last day has passed the twenty winners of the Urruzuno literary contest, with the writings gathered. This year is the 39th edition of the competition in which young writers realize that they are not alone. From the car speakers the Nakar group yells at us in the ear: “We’ll burn all the bridges so we don’t come back.”

From the right back seat, one thought: that two years can change everything. Those who do not know find an complicit look on those occasions, in the common it only takes a hobby and the desire to do something. As we were known to many others, they have realised that, in another two years, they too have changed everything.

The co-pilot has come up with what a writing stay should offer to young people. One of the reasons why 50 years ago we invented and repeated the discourse of creators born and educated in the current socio-political and economic situation is to make those who yesterday worked think that we have no work today, that yesterday we had a hard and hard job and that today we are much better, a tacit disconnect with today. These young people deserve to hear a different story to respond to their own struggle.

As if they were thinking the same thing, the chauffeur has come to tell them that these young people need a hand that can help find what is to be done today. Only about twenty will publish a book (probably). Only one of the twenty-one will be playwright (probably). Only twenty will write the lyrics of a song (probably). But they all have a need to say something, because that's what brought them together in Arantza. The world also needs to change, and 20 of them have to work on it. What to do and how to do it, that will be the key.

At the bottom, on the left, out of the window but looking forward: we only have to leave the past and look to the future. We learn from yesterday, but we also need tools to build tomorrow. Words can help us change everything as long as they have meaning.

12:51. We've set fire to nostalgia and we've realized we're driving. We already have before us, today more clearly than before, what the task is. The unstoppable need to move on until I've taken the car too. There is no one running faster than us, without worrying about tolls, with the cars on the side illuminated by the light of an emergency. We haven't even wondered if we need brakes. We stopped in an accident on the freeway. “We will build altars to the future.”